The Devil and Me

[Sin]

I am the Son of the Morning,
I know that it will hurt.
The pain
that hinders
your breathing
is the mark of death.
Don't fight against it,
don't struggle or
cling to life.
It's said that for
every ounce of
sweat dropped,
saves a gallon of blood.
Every sweat drop
out of my glands
goes into killing your men.
Not truly alive,
just a monster
waiting his turn to die.
For some reason
I still kill to survive
Tomorrow may
or may not come,
I don't really care anymore.
Nothing in life
was guaranteed to start with.
So I have to sweat
And not let your blood bother me.

[Alerane]

Just wow.

[Sin]

You flatter me

[zen]

great, kinda choppy at the end but good though

[Sin]

I put it back together..

[zen]

yea it wurked out better great poem

[Sin]

Thanks, I am thinking about doing some much more lighter poetry. Or working more seductive pieces.

[vidDa]

it is good, and it closely resembles Guts from the manga/anime Berserk in his early days and even now a little...very good overall ^^

[Sin]

Thank you... i have no idea about that which you speak but thank you

[vidDa]

one thing: READ BERSERK! then you will know.
if u want links--->PM me. ^^
don't want spamming threads..

[kakudo]

wow!
u have stunded me again!
outstanding!

[Lex]

LOVED THIS ONE!
I actually know the saying you use as the core idea in your poem, very good!

[Sin]

Thank yous, means much from you (sorry so late)